Of bikes and generations and pyjamas
Once upon a time there was a cycling club in London. My grandparents were in it. Also in it was Brendan’s grandfather. So as we skip a generation, here we are with me and my brother, and Brendan and his grandfather. And then Brendan and I, when he came to visit my family, … Continue reading Of bikes and generations and pyjamas
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